Chapter 11 – The Night in
Sunday evening – Your perspective
Leah came bounding back into the kitchen moments after you had emerged from your pod, seeing you in your tartan shirt and trousers which looked to be made from a handkerchief or something she exclaimed “oh my god that is so cute!”
Smiling, you raise your arms and do a little twirl to show off “Yeh… just a little something I found, how cool is the pattern” you laugh
“Very good!” She replied “fancy some TV? And more wine?”
“Sounds like a plan to me!” you reply.
Once again she lowers her right hand, but this time rather than offering you to step on, her cupped palm rushes towards you, hitting you in the chest as her fingers curl around your back, restricting your movement and leaving just your head protruding. Lifting you up infront of her huge beaming smile she winks “you look good enough to eat up for pudding!” as she licks her upper lip before biting her lower one “don’t get too close or I might just eat’cha up!” play chomping her teeth down infront of you. Your face must have frozen for a minute because she quickly followed up with “just kidding silly! I can’t squish or eat my little buddy now can I!”
Remembering the previous talk about sleeping between her breasts and the potential for accidental squishing, you laugh loudly to show you understood it to be a joke “Nope, I wouldn’t be very useful then would I!”
“Nope! Now let’s get comfortable and settle in” she said as she carried you to the couch, stopping on the way to refill her wine glass and grab your thimble.
Leah’s couch is a dark grey fabric two-seater with plenty of colourful cushions to use for comfort. With hard-wood coffee table between the couch and the wall mounted TV opposite.
Leah pushed the cushions around with her free hand, still gripping you securely, until she let out a small satisfied grunt, signalling that she was happy with the setup, holding you up she asked “hope you don’t mind, is mine – you can have the right!”
“No worries, I wont take up much space anyways!” you laughed back
Leah rested her fist on the right side of the couch and unfurled her hand, releasing you from her warm and comforting grip.
Stepping forwards, you asked up at her “Ok, what do you want to watch?”
“Hmm… not sure, lets browse Netflix, just gotta get comfy” and with that she undid the knot of the robe belt, allowing the front to open gently, exposing the mint green pyjamas beneath, and her toned olive skinned belly showing slightly. Sitting down backwards onto the couch, she pivoted to the right and leant back on her cushion pile, pulling her legs up and dropping one either side of you, letting out a deep sigh. “Oh shit” she opened her eyes and looked down at you, standing between her calves “I almost forgot you were there, so silly of me! Sorry!” she held her hand to her heart as she apologised
“You’re all good!” you reply “no harm!”
“Phew, glad to hear! If I squashed you I wouldn’t get a foot rub from my little guest would I?”
“Foot rub?” you struggled to remember if you had made a comment earlier in the day
“Well duh…” she exclaimed as she put her hands to her sides in mock indignation “you think you get a meal that good for free?” her beaming smile lighting up the dull room
“Oh well… I suppose not” you stutter out, looking behind you at her feet which are probably four times your height “I’m just not sure how to reach all of them!”
“Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to help” Leah smiled down at you, reaching to the floor and producing a bottle of lotion
‘Where did that come from?’ you wonder as she leans down and squirts a dollop onto the top of each of her feet
“Well get going – fancy watching the new top gun movie?”
“Sure!” you grunt as you try climbing her calf, falling and landing on your back
Giggling, you hear Leah say “aww, too high for my little foot rubber? Here let me help” pinching you between her fingers gently, she pushes her feet together and places you on the ankle of her left foot, angling them forwards slightly to make it easier for you to walk on them. You note for the first time how protruding her muscles and ligaments are, making it hard to walk without tripping
Stepping forwards you roll your sleeves up and start spreading the lotion around, getting it pretty even across the tops of her massive feet. Standing up you realise your sleeves and trouser legs are covered in the lotion ‘ah well they can always be washed I guess’ you thought. Almost sensing what you were thinking you hear Leah’s voice “if you take your shirt off you wont get it as dirty!”
“errr sure” you reply, undoing your buttons and removing the shirt from your back, watching Leah out of the corner of your eye and seeing her bite her lower lip, before the large grin returned.
“Ohhh someone’s been working out!”
You laugh “thanks, I try!” and return to your task whilst trying to watch the movie despite how turned on this was making you. You had interest in a lot of the GTS aspects when this life was just a fantasy for you, but feet, mouth play etc. were things you really enjoyed. Literally walking atop a Greek goddesses feet was an unreal experience for you, but you tried your best to make this as ‘friend zone’ safe as possible.
Rubbing the cocoa butter scented lotion around and massaging the tops and crevices of her toes, Leah seemed to be in complete relaxation, gulping some of her wine and commenting on parts of the movie
“Wow, half an hour on them, that’s commitment” you heard her say, not realising that amount of time had passed “how about the bottoms now” suddenly moving her feet apart, you fall to the couch below, somehow landing on your feet and not falling
“Hey!” you shouted “that could have hurt!”
“Oh hush, it’s a sofa! I knew a big strong man like you could take the fall” winking, breaking down any annoyance you had felt at the act “Now here you go” once more leaning forward with the lotion bottle, but this time squirting a dollop onto your chest. Smiling at you, she leant back and pushed her feet together once more, creating a roof of wrinkled sole over you as she pushed her feet down even flatter so you could reach them.
Reaching upwards, you walked around lathering the lotion from your chest onto her heels, arches, balls of her foot, and her toes. Satisfied you had an even covering you started rubbing, commencing at the heel of her left foot and working upwards towards the toes, as you passed her arch she momentarily flexed her toes, causing the skin to stretch and smoothen before returning to its wrinkled and soft state.
Reaching her toes, you were standing on the top of yours, barely able to reach and therefore deciding to work the other foot. Once you hit the same problem, you step out of their shadow and walk along Leah’s right leg (choosing this over the other to prevent an accidental fall).
Leah noticed her little guest had stopped rubbing, so she spread her legs to see what was happening, inadvertently sandwiching you against the couch with her thigh, expelling the air from your lungs
“Hey, where’d you go?” you could hear her asking, before the pressure released and you fell to the couch “Oh how did you get there?” she asked “that’s where I asked you to go!”
“I cant reach the bottoms of your feet well, I’m too small!” you explained
“Hmm, ok how about this” pushing herself a bit more upright, she bent her knees and placed her feet facing eachother midway along the couch “there we go, you should be good now” she smiled “I’ll even add some more of this” and with that dolloped more lotion on her gargantuan feet
Thanking her, you walk back down the couch and around her knee, until you are standing infront of the chasm between her feet, toes pointing at you and wriggling in anticipation. Each foot’s width was about your body height, making you a tad nervous, still you had a job to do and you stepped between them – once again starting at the heel of her left foot. Working your way up, you used all your strength and even used your shoulders, back, and chest to rub her fully. When you reached her toes, flexed and splayed her toes fully, giving you access to all the tiny crevices, standing on her little toe to give you some height.
Her toes started slowly contracting, wrapping around you and holding you tightly, burying your face in the skin below her big toe before squeezing you gently and wriggling, far above you could hear “ohhh yeh that feels good, get in there” increasing the pressure until you were completely immobilised, your cock pressed into the crevices of her middle toe, before releasing you and allowing you to fall back onto the couch “That was nice, time for the other!” she grinned
After another 15 minutes you finished the second foot, with the same treatment at the end. Stepping away you look up at her and tell her you’re done, and that frankly you have no energy left
“Aww, bless! How did it feel down there when I squeezed you? It felt good for me!”
“Yeh it felt nice, like getting a whole body massage at once” you smiled
“Well in that case…” she replied, sticking her tongue out as a look of concentration washed over her face.
The walls which were just the soles of her feet started moving on both sides of you, shuffling around and repositioning, as Leah’s face looked down at you, a strange expression across her eyes. “Hey Leah, what are you do…HMPF” your question interrupted as the soles of her feet come together and sandwich you between them pinning you between the ball of her right foot and the arch of her left, leaving your head with room to breathe. As you get your bearings you feel her start moving her feet once again, increasing the pressure before releasing and pulling her feet apart slightly, before repeating the process a few times, periodically forcing the air from your lungs. Before you can catch your breath you hear “ohhhhh my god… that feels amazing!” in a low growl from above, looking at the source of the voice you see that Leah has sat upright and is arching her back, head looking up at the ceiling. As she brings her head forwards again, eyes closed, a look of pleasure on her face, she starts rubbing her feet back and forth. Fortunately the moisturiser you had applied allows you slide around between her huge feet, not spinning much – if they were dry, you imagine you would be spun around uncontrollably. The tempo of the rubbing increases, and the pressure undulates, grinding across your trouser clad critch, making you go hard. Confused, you still aren’t sure if she is intentionally trying to rub you there or, or is she just oblivious and enjoying the feeling? As you thought about reaching down into your trousers, the movements stops and her feet move apart, letting you flop onto the couch.
“Damn little guy, that felt sooooo good I can’t even explain it!” she said in a low voice, panting slightly.
“No worries, it felt good for me too, I’m glad I can make you feel good though. I’m exhausted now!”
“Aww, well you did pretty good I think… oh look at your pyjama pants!” looking down you see they are covered in the lotion “take them off before they stain!”
“Errr… I don’t have anything else on Leah” you try to explain
“Oh hush” she replies “we’re friends… right?”
“Of course!”
“Well then, lose the pants!”
Complying, you remove them and fold them up, placing them in a pile, covering your still semi-hard penis with your hands, hoping she wouldn’t notice.
“That was really nice, thank you! But I want more rubbing – what if I help you? I promise I’ll make it worth your while” she asked, a sly smile on her face
“Yeh sure, I want to keep going I’m just tired” you reply
“Ok, trust me then” lowering her hand to the couch, you stepped on and are brought up to her face where her beaming mouth blows you a kiss, before lowering down to her belly. Tilting her hand from a small height, you fall and splat face first into her belly, the toned abs cushioned by the soft skin covering them.
Bringing the index finger of her right hand, she began rubbing your back up and down, the warm and soft motion making you gulp as you felt your member begin to harden, pushing into her supple skin.
Feeling her giggle slightly, you realised the jig was up – she knew you were hard. Turning your head towards her “Hey Leah… erm…” you tried to start but were interrupted
“Shhhhh… try to enjoy this as much as I will” she whispered, suddenly pinching your hips between the thumb and forefinger of her right hand, lifting you from her stomach. Glancing down at your now rigid member, she looked into your eyes and smiled hungrily “I guess you’re already enjoying this… well you’ve seen nothing yet…” as she sat backwards propping her back up higher. You watch as her face increases in distance from you, had hand turning you to face your next destination.
Gasping softly, you see she has crossed her left foot over her right elevated knee and pulled it up high, this is where you were heading. Stopping infront of her foot, she lowers you to the heel, just out of reach before moving you upwards, getting a good view of her entire foot before lowering you again.
On the descent, she stopped midway and pushed you forwards into her sole, your face touching first before your crotch was pushed in immediately afterwards. Pushing you hard into her wrinkled arch, you feel her reposition her fingers, now her thumb is on your left hip, her index finger on your butt, and the middle finger on your right hip. “Kiss me…” you hear her whisper gently, barely loud enough to even hear making you think you maybe misheard her. Pushing your crotch into her foot hard, she said it again, louder this time “Kiss… me…”
Leaning forward you plant kisses on her skin, still slick with the lotion you had recently applied, hearing her moan softly as she pauses, giving you a moment of thought before she decides to reward your attentions.
Leah starts rubbing you up and down against her high arched sole, gently rubbing you against her as your shaft springs to full attention. Moving you across the rest of her foot, your face, chest, and shaft rubbing down around her heel, then back up the outer edge of her foot until you reach her toes. Rubbing you from her small toe across to the big one, your member rubs along the soft tips, as they wriggle and grasp at your body as it passes. Pausing infront of her big toe, she curls it in gently rubbing your face, before returning you to the space between her big and second peds. These move together and grasp your tip gently, squeezing softly and making you gasp in pleasure, wriggling gently against eachother and rubbing your shaft between them. Not long later Leah lowers you and rubs your crotch across the ball of her foot as she returns you to her arch where she moves her fingers away as she pushes her palm into your back and butt, mashing you into the moist skin. Pushing with her palm in a twisting motion, she grinds you relentlessly into her wrinkled and leathery arch, tempo increasing as you get closer and closer to blowing your load. Feeling her once again move her palm away from your body as the same three fingers grip you, she scrunches her toes hard, pushing the wrinkles in the arch of her foot to stand out, and starts rubbing you up and down the textured surface again and again. Hearing her whisper “yehhh… that’s it baby… you like that don’t you…” increasing the pressure and forcing you to hump her warm, sticky sole. Feeling your deep breathing against her moist skin sent tingling feelings to her nether regions, serving to increase her drive to make you cum. Leaning forwards and pulling her foot closer, her face hovered right behind you, her breath on you bringing you to the edge as she ordered you “cum for me, now… I want to feel you squirt on my sole” - With that you blew your load, spasming in ecstasy and passing out from the exertion, slumping forwards onto her sole.
Sunday evening – Leah’s perspective
Rubbing his body up and down her foot, playing with him with her toes, grinding him into her, and finally making him cum on command brought Leah to levels of excitement she hadn’t felt in years. Feeling your body spasm in her grip as you blew your seed onto her sole made her gasp out loud, the slightly damp feeling she had between her legs turning fully wet. She gazed at your back as you slumped forwards onto her foot, and she realised you had passed out. Reaching down she ran her free hand under her pyjama shorts waistband and under her thong, rubbing herself gently as she held you plastered into her sole ‘Oh my god, I have to do something’ she thought to herself, barely able to contain what she was feeling. Gently removing you from her sole she carried you to your pod, opening it via the release clips to open the lid, giving her full access to the inside. Placing you gently on the bed she draped the small cover over you and closed the lid, sealing you back inside as gently as she could. Turning away from the island in her kitchen, she scurried back through the living room and upstairs to her bedroom, closing the door and striding across to her sock drawer which she opened roughly. Grabbing the balled-up knee high black sock with her other toy inside, stepping out of her robe and pulling off her top and bottoms, she left herself naked apart from her favourite red thong. Jumping onto her bed she lay her back up against the mountain of cushions, unrolling the sock and sending her tiny colleague crashing onto the bed between her legs.
Standing up George started yelling at her “Leah what the hell! That hurt! You promised to take me home tonight, now I demand you…” seeing the unfamiliar, predatory look on her face he faltered “… I… look please just… just take me home… I’m not angry, just take me to my wife… ok?
Leah looked down at him ‘demand… he really thinks he can demand something of me?’ speaking slowly through gritted teeth, she growled at him “Home?... To your wife…? Are you freaking stupid!?” shaking her head at him, leaning forward so her boobs were hanging threateningly over him “your wife doesn’t want you!” she said in a slow monotone voice “she laughed when I told her what you had done… I mean you’ve been gone over a week, did you really think she wouldn’t know something was up? Tomorrow I’m taking you to a shelter and I’m dumping you there”
George looked stunned, the information clearly a revelation to him.
Not giving him a chance to respond Leah continued “So, for all intents and purposes, you are MINE right now” she barked, as she grabbed him, bringing him to her face, her normally friendly and soft eyes looking hard and angry “and as mine, I am the one that makes demands” opening her mouth she shoved his 2-inch body into her maw, snapping shut behind him and sloshing him around covering him in her saliva. Spitting him into her right palm, she grabbed him hard and brought him down to her soaking pussy, using her left hand to pull the thong fabric aside she shoved him upright into her lips, mashing his body into her opening. Holding him there with her right hand, her left now shuffled the underwear down her hips to her knees where she could push them off with her feet. Her right hand releasing him, he stayed stuck upright between her lips as she grabbed him by the shins and pulled him downwards until his face was infront of her opening. Thinking she heard him begging, she ignored his pleas, angled him horizontally and pushed him hard into her passage, feeling him pop through her tight opening and inside.
Initially the feeling was amazing, Leah had never done this before and the feeling of his body textures – his shoulders, his head, his hips – were all new and exciting to her. Holding him firmly by the shins, she pumped him in and out, rubbing her clit with her left hand and feeling the excitement grow.
Frowning, Leah lost the momentum of the feeling, leaving her confused ‘ergh why doesn’t this feel as good as I hoped?’ realising she was (ironically) used to something full size going in there – his 2-inch frame whilst initially exiting, just wasn’t sufficient enough in size to hit the spots she needed.
Grunting in frustration, she pulled him out and dropped him infront of her crotch grunting angrily. Ignoring his coughing and spluttering form, she rolled over to her left and yanked her bedside table draw open, reaching in and grabbing her favoured pink dildo in her right hand. Switching the vibrate mode on, she rolled back and spread her lips with her left fingers, slowly pulsing the dildo into herself.
Meanwhile George was lying on his back, looking up at a dildo three times his size be pumped in and out of the woman he had recently come to start loving, despite the hurt from her words a few minutes prior. Deciding he didn’t like the situation, he looked for a way up to get her attention, deciding the mountain of pillows would be easier to scale. Setting off, he crawled under her slightly elevated leg and began his ascent adjacent her butt, not stopping to ogle it. Seeing her in this state was a shock for him, she was pulsing the dildo in and out of herself slowly and methodically, eyes closed and completely oblivious to his existence. Reaching her shoulder, he climbed on and started yelling in her ear to stop and return him to full size immediately.
Hearing an unintelligible yelling sound, Leah looked at her right shoulder and jumped, seeing George there ‘don’t you dare ruin this for me’ she thought as she stopped rubbing herself with her left hand and brought it up, grabbing George roughly and bringing him down to her crotch. Without stopping she pushed him into her clit and placed her fingers on his back, rubbing him into herself hard. After a minute she thought to herself ‘oh god he can’t even be there without getting in the way’ and picked him up by his leg, flinging him away from her down the bed, landing next to her left foot. Looking down at him, Leah reacted without thinking and brought her left foot up in the air, slamming it down in sync with her next pump of her dildo, feeling her arch land on him and trapping him there. As she continued pumping the dildo in and out of herself, she started rubbing her foot forward and back in time, feeling exceptionally turned on as she ground the pathetic man into her bed. Looking down at her foot she moved her toes around until she grabbed him between her big and second toe, keeping her heel planted as she lifted her toes up into the air, suspending him helplessly as she pleasured herself. Waiting until he made eye contact with her, she started grinding her toes and flexing her foot, squeezing him between the monstrous digits. Enjoying this newfound power she didn’t even think about the words she uttered towards him “you think you’re such a big man…” she gasped “you can’t even get away from my toes…” pumping the dildo faster, pulling her towards the edge “you’re pathetic…” at this point she felt her body tense up as she involuntarily flexed her toes, dropping him to the bed. Not wanting to lose momentum she slammed the ball of her foot down on his form as she pounded herself with the dildo “you’re nothing..." grinding her foot “you’re a bug…” grinding harder “you belong to ME!” she screamed the last word as she came hard, plunging the dildo deep into her as she pushed her body backwards, her feet sinking into the bed and pushing her arse upwards. Basking in her post orgasm glow for a minute, Leah breathed deeply, the sweat on her body forming droplets even as she lowered herself back to the cushiony base. Gasping for breath she couldn’t believe how powerful she was, lifting her foot gently from her colleague she saw the state he was in. Battered and bruised, he lay on his back clutching his chest and struggling to breathe. Breathing deeply Leah looked at his pathetic form thinking ‘he’s pathetic, I hate him’ deciding to use her post orgasm bliss to fuel her desires. She places her feet either side of him and pushes them together, catching him in their grasp. Feeling him squirming and trying to break free, she rubs her feet back and forth against eachother, rolling him between the leathery surfaces and resting her head back, closing her eyes and focussing on the sensation. Rolling her foot back further, she finds him under her toes and grasps him tightly between them to secure him before bringing her other toes to meet their counterparts. Squeezing and grasping him, she passes him between her deadly digits, feeling him thrashing around trying to escape their grasp. Manoeuvring him around, she pinches his legs between the big and second toes of her left foot, and his chest between the toes of her right, eyes still closed she smiles as his hands try desperately to push himself free. Leah starts rubbing her toes together, grinding against his skin causing him to scream, pushing Leah to lower her left hand to her clit and start gently rubbing herself again, sending tingling sensations shooting up her body.
Pressing her big toes together she rolls her feet outwards bending his body back, wondering how far she could go before his spine simply snapped like a twig – his screams increasing as she bends him further, and further, until she feels a point where he cant go any further, releasing the pressure and bringing him back to a horizontal position. Releasing his legs with her left toes, she turns her right foot upwards, bringing him to a vertical position, opening her eyes and looking down at him hanging from his chest above the bed, fear in his eyes she moans gently “aww… did itty bitty Georgy not enjoy that?” her tone mocking him as she squeezed her toes together slowly, feeling his body begin to compress as the air is squeezed from his lungs before splaying her toes and releasing him, allowing him to fall to the bed.
Sitting upright she towers over him, leaning forwards and placing her feet on either side of him once again, causing him to curl into a ball in fear “aww… I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you! Come here” plucking him up by the arm she raises him up and above her head, tilting backwards she looks up at him struggling in her grasp. Giggling, she lowers him into her open maw and releases him, sending him slamming into her tongue. Snapping her jaw shut, she pushes him towards her lips until his head and shoulders protrude, and then lowers her teeth onto his chest pinning him in place. Her tongue starts undulating beneath him, rubbing up and down his entire body, quickly bringing his member to attention, her moan causing his entire body to vibrate as he starts panting, her tongue forcing him to her bidding.
Leah is completely out of her own body, just doing what feels good for her, with complete disregard to the tiny man who lusted after her for so long, placing himself in her clutches.
Continuing her relentless assault on his shaft by her tongue, Leah feels his body tense up before spasming and shooting a load into her mouth, slowing her tempo and increasing the pressure she makes sure she milks him dry, before leaning forwards and opening her mouth, dropping him to the bed between her feet.
Not giving him time to recover, she presses her soles together once again pinning him between them. Feeling him struggle against her as she grinds back and forth without remorse, grasping parts of his anatomy between her toes and squeezing hard, enjoying his suffering. Eventually feeling him no longer resisting, she manoeuvres his body with his back leaning against the arch of her left foot, bringing the ball of her right to his chest, trapping him in place between her feet with only his head protruding, staring up at her with a pleading look on his face. Feeling nothing for him she begins pressing her feet inwards slowly but steadily, building the pressure, watching as his face turns red as he coughs up blood. Lowering her hand she rubs the top of his head gently and whispers “shhhh… it’ll be over soon…”, pulling her hand away and smiling, looking into his eyes, she cruelly twists the ball of her right foot into him, crushing his chest and ending him.
Falling backwards, she gasps, mesmerised by everything that just transpired as she slowly retracts the dildo form her pussy. Feeling the urge to fall asleep, she instead elects to clean up and bring her favoured guest to her room. Looking to her feet, she leans forward and grasps George’s body between her fingers and carries him downstairs to the kitchen, dumping him unceremoniously in the bin along with some tissues she used to clean the blood from her foot, before gently lifting the pod you are in between her arms and carrying it upstairs. Placing it on her bedside table she strips naked and lies down, crawling under the blanket and looking towards your pod, thinking of you as sleep claims her.